#verafortitudo

Kouta's arm ached whenever he tried to move it, but the rest of him was fine, he'd insist, and he left the safehouse he was staying at, to go around in case someone needed help outside or anything like that. He probably still couldn't fight properly (and he still had to keep his arm in a sling), but he'll cross that bridge when he gets there.

And as though on cue, something moves at the corner of Kouta's eye. A kid? Kouta called out to the child, while jogging up to them.

"Hey! It's dangerous out here, kid! Come on, let's get you to a safehouse."

Our hero unwittingly walks into battle.

3:Favourite beverage.

He used to like soda and fruit shakes and stuff. Now he’s leaning to fruit stuff or just water because of reasons.

13:worst experience of their life (so far).

Huh, let’s see... accidentally killing a friend? Letting friends die? Letting a friend shoulder a heavy burden by himself without even having a clue, and letting that fuck things up? He has quite a selection but I guess it can be summed up to “failing to protect people important to him” ?? ??

49:unlucky number

Kouta actually wanted to be a lot of things when he was younger! A policeman, a fireman, a professional soccer player, a vet, a chef—- okay the list goes on. He wanted to try a lot of things.